# Chapter 1782: Unceasing Fierce Battle
After Lin Feng, Hou Qinglin and the others also stepped onto that bridge. Some crossed directly with their strength, while others, unable to withstand the will attacks of the various Great Emperors, relied on the spatial formations Lin Feng had carved into the bridge.
"Lin Feng, if it weren't for your spatial formations, I'm afraid it would have been quite difficult for me to cross over," Qin Wu said somewhat dejectedly. Those eighteen Great Emperor wills were all formidable. For an ordinary Low-rank Emperor to penetrate through was nearly impossible. Even a powerhouse of Qin Wu's level found it strenuous.
However, thanks to Lin Feng's formations, even Qin Wu, Great Pest, and the others from Heavenly Terrace who had come with Lin Feng managed to reach this shore after several attempts.
"It's good that everyone made it across. Since we encountered obstacles here, it's probably the same for those entering the ancient hall through other golden paths. Besides, we entered the ancient hall from behind Guang Han Palace; those behind us might be even later. Let's hurry up and continue ahead to take a look," Lin Feng said, stepping forward again. The group followed closely, but this golden ancient path seemed endless. Before long, a sculpture appeared before them, blocking the way. It seemed to be the end of the golden path, leading to another place.
Lin Feng's gaze fell upon the sculpture, and immediately, a terrifying willpower surged toward him, like a fearsome Demon King wielding a blade of slaughter, transforming into frenzied demons slashing at him.
"Boom!" Lin Feng stomped heavily, and the Purple River War Chariot roared forward, crashing against those demon blades. The tangible collision caused the void to continuously explode, yet still, a fearsome will pierced through Lin Feng's eyes, stabbing into his mind. Lin Feng felt as though powerful Demon Kings were wielding blades of slaughter, charging into his head to destroy his will.
Lin Feng's mind trembled violently. His divine thoughts guarded his Sea of Consciousness as waves of demonic willpower surged forth to obliterate the invading forces. Behind him, the Nine Nether Demon Spring appeared, attempting to crush those terrifying powers that had entered his mind, suppressing them with overwhelming demonic will.
"This will attack is terrifying—both tangible and intangible, a dual assault." Lin Feng's aura exploded outward as he stepped forward unwaveringly, speaking to the group: "Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Wu, we'll lead the way. Those behind must be careful, especially when the attacks strike your will. They can shatter our will, so you must guard it tightly."
Hou Qinglin, Tian Chi, Wu, and the others stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Feng. Their auras burst forth as they met the onslaught of the Demon King's will.
"Such strong will," they thought, their hearts trembling. Lin Feng swung a dazzling sword, cutting down a slaughter demon that had reached him. Hou Qinglin wielded his Asura Reincarnation Slash, destroying the will attacks before him. At the same time, they all guarded their minds with divine thoughts, their wills firm and unshakable.
The others walked behind them, facing less pressure since they didn't have to bear the full brunt of the Demon King's terrifying will. Yet their hearts churned with emotion. For a single Demon King's will to possess such fierce and relentless attack power showed just how formidable the original Demon King must have been.
"Slash!" Lin Feng roared. A terrifying sword light seemed to split the void, severing the will attacks and striking the Demon King's body before him. A crack appeared.
At the same time, Tian Chi slammed a terrifying golden palm imprint forward, causing the void to tremble. With a thunderous explosion, the Demon King sculpture shattered, revealing a door.
"Go!" Lin Feng shouted, charging through instantly. The others followed, stepping through the broken sculpture. But what appeared before them was still that vast ancient path—wide, spanning a hundred meters. However, it was now filled with countless sculptures, stretching endlessly into the distance.
"This is going to be a tough battle," Lin Feng thought, his heart trembling slightly. How many Martial Emperors had the Tian Yan Holy Clan produced in the past? How many Emperor-level experts? Those who could leave their will here were at least formidable Martial Emperors.
If Lin Feng were alone, he wouldn't worry. These wills were static—tests left by the strong. Their attacks were fierce but not so powerful as to stop everyone. Alone, he could charge ahead without restraint. But with his Heavenly Terrace companions here, he had to proceed slowly.
"Wu, you and I will take the front. Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother guard the left. Suan and Tantai guard the right. Qing Feng and Qing Yan take the rear. The rest protect the center. Let's properly challenge these thousands of ancient Martial Emperors or Great Emperors' wills," Lin Feng said. Everyone nodded, forming their formation before stepping forward.
Suddenly, a terrifying figure charged at Lin Feng. A sword light flashed, raining down like nine stars linked together, stabbing straight at him.
Lin Feng moved his mind, and a heavy, fearsome Sword Dao intent appeared, like Mount Tai. Light flickered around Lin Feng as a heavy sword shot up, fiercely striking the linked sword rain. Before that strike ended, another sword bloomed—the void grew scorching and frenzied as a Sun Sword poured forth, slashing at the shadow. Then came the Wind Slash Technique, a series of gale-force slashes carrying the previous two intents—Earth, Sun, and Wind intertwined—unleashing world-destroying power. With a thunderous explosion, a sculpture shattered.
At the same time, Lin Feng took two steps forward. Wu also clashed with a phantom figure, his physical body terrifying, solar light dazzling, claws indestructible, advancing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Feng.
As the group pressed forward, the surrounding will-bodies launched devastating attacks. A fierce battle erupted in full force.
Lin Feng, clad in armor, his body wrapped in Heavenly Demon Tribulation Force, wielded Judgment power and various elemental techniques, attacking madly. He treated these strong wills as training, constantly tempering his various divine abilities. Dazzling sword lights poured forth—some like suns blazing across the heavens, others like massive axes splitting cloud peaks—endless as a raging sea, as if his laws would never cease.
Wu grew increasingly frenzied in battle. As a demon beast, he was fierce and ruthless, growing stronger the more he fought.
But as they advanced, Lin Feng noticed that these will attacks were beginning to form arrays, coordinating with each other, exerting immense pressure. They gradually broke apart their formation, and by the end, their arranged positions had scattered, each fighting alone.
A muffled groan rang out. Lin Feng swept his gaze and saw Qin Wu blasted backward, blood spilling from his mouth. The cauldron he had summoned was shattered, and a terrifying figure continued to attack him.
Lin Feng moved like the wind, flashing before Qin Wu. His terrifying physical body, coated with Heavenly Demon Tribulation Force, erupted like a demon beast, fiercely striking the charging figure.
"Kill!" Lin Feng stomped hard, and a roaring sea of sword energy surged forth, completely engulfing the phantom figure.
"Are you alright?" Lin Feng turned back to look at Qin Wu.
"I'm fine. This damn place even restricts the use of treasures. It's better to rely on my own divine abilities," Qin Wu spat, frustrated.
"When will this damn place ever end?" Great Pest complained.
Lin Feng moved like the wind, his physical body unleashing rolling fist lights, driving back a figure before Great Pest. "Fight with all your might," he said cheerfully. "It's hard to find such extreme combat training opportunities. This place lets us fight freely and to our hearts' content. What more could we ask for?"
"Lin Feng is right. You might not find training like this again," Hou Qinglin added. These will attacks were all at the peak of Low-rank Emperor, perfect for tempering their combat abilities.
"Hehe," Tantai grinned, letting out a roar. Thousands of lions seemed to charge forth, demonic aura soaring to the sky. Tantai's body now brimmed with explosive power, making Lin Feng marvel. This guy was truly different from the others—the more he fought, the more terrifying he became, his potential continuously unleashed.
But as the battle dragged on, aside from Lin Feng and a few others, everyone began to feel the strain. However, with Lin Feng and the others looking out for each other, they didn't encounter too much danger—at most, some injuries. Yet their eyes burned with fighting spirit.
"Nine Cauldrons Suppress the Heavens, kill!" Lin Feng roared. A terrifying giant cauldron shot forth. This cauldron carried not only the heaviness of Earth and the speed of Wind but also terrifying Heavenly Demon Tribulation energy coiling around its patterns. With a thunderous explosion, it crushed a figure, shattering a sculpture.
"Buzz!" Suddenly, from above, a faint pressure of Heavenly Demon Tribulation Force descended, causing everyone's pupils to contract as they looked toward Lin Feng.
"Tribulation?" The crowd stared at Lin Feng. This madman was fighting so fiercely that it seemed tribulation power was about to appear.
"His technique is breaking through," Qing Feng knew that Lin Feng's technique required crossing the Heavenly Demon Tribulation. This guy was about to break through.
But the tribulation couldn't gather. The golden patterns in the void suppressed everything, including the tribulation force. Lin Feng's eyes flickered. It seemed he would have to wait until leaving this ancient hall to break through.
Unknowingly, Lin Feng and the others had fought their way to the end. There were no more sculptures ahead.
"Ha!" Great Pest roared, dragon cries echoing. The power that had seemed to fade surged anew, feeling incredibly refreshing, as if breaking through limits.
Finally, everyone stepped out of the siege of sculptures, arriving before a door.
"Exhilarating," Tantai grinned, blood still on his face. Seeing his state, everyone laughed.
"Long time. This battle nearly exhausted me. Lin Feng, I don't know how you have so much energy, always looking out for us. Otherwise, we definitely couldn't have held on," Qin Wu said, smiling at Lin Feng. This fierce battle had nearly broken him. His laws felt like they were barely keeping up, showing how great the consumption was. Normally, with laws infused into their bodies, standing in this world allowed them to continuously use and convert laws endlessly, never running dry.
"Everyone, rest for a while. We don't know what's behind this door," Lin Feng said softly. Everyone nodded. They indeed needed to recuperate; there might be more fierce battles ahead.
Half an hour later, Lin Feng opened his eyes. Seeing that everyone had finished adjusting and seemed mostly recovered, he said, "Alright, let's go."
Lin Feng and the others stepped through the door. The scene before them suddenly changed. The sky above was normal, but they now stood in an extremely vast, grand hall, tens of thousands of meters wide.
"Someone's here."
At that moment, they saw others besides themselves. After passing through this door, they were finally beginning to connect with the other golden paths!